System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 306 The Original Gay Guy (25)

Then he slapped him flying with a palm and hit the wooden wall. The wooden wall, which was not strong at first, just collapsed and hit He's body heavily.

The orc has a strong physique, so he won't be taken away by a dog just because of this smash.

It's just that the injury is certain, He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yan Ling resentfully.

On the other hand, Shen Chen didn't seem to be affected by any fluctuations. He was full of seductive charm, and he didn't feel any embarrassment at all when he was bumped into. He lay naked on the bed with his two thin white legs bent, staring at Written by Yan Ling.

Yan Ling felt that he had become a little strange, his whole body was full of sinisterness, and he actually sensed a weak spiritual power from his body.

"You picked up those people's things."

It's not a question sentence but an affirmative sentence. The spiritual power in Shen Chen's body definitely did not appear for no reason. Judging from his current state, he should have practiced some kind of yin*evil technique, and it is very likely that it is the method of harvesting yin and nourishing yang. Kind of exercises, the kind that can be upgraded while lying down.

If those cultivators had already been discovered by the Wuxia Sect, and if people from the Wuxia Sect entered this world, they would definitely find trouble with Yan Ling directly, instead of just staying there.

For those immortal cultivators, orcs are nothing powerful, they are just ants, so how could they keep refraining from attacking because they are afraid of ants?
Therefore, the exercises that Shen Chen cultivated were not given to him by others, but by those cultivators that Yan Ling defeated.

I don't know if he missed it that day, or if he went looking for it in the past few days.

Shen Chen looked at Yan Ling with roving eyes, and said with a soft smile: "Heh... all gods are cultivated, and I can cultivate them too. I know those people are not monsters. It's okay if you deceive the orcs of the tribe. Can't fool me."

"Awesome, when did I lie to the tribe, I always act according to God's guidance."

"Pooh!"

Shen Chen couldn't help spit out a mouthful of saliva, and sprayed it at Yan Ling.

Yan Ling slapped the wind, and the saliva still spit on himself, Yan Ling said with a happy smile: "You better pooh yourself, after all, the practice you picked up is very laborious to practice. Don't work too hard, Chrysanthemum may not be able to bear it."

"You! Don't go too far!"

"So what if I've gone too far, hit me up if you have the ability." Yan Ling looked as if she deserved a beating.

Shen Chen just wanted to stand up, when he twisted his waist, he felt severe pain in his waist and chrysanthemum.

Through practicing around the clock for the past few days, although a faint amount of spiritual power has accumulated in his body, his body is almost unable to bear it.

Just as the two were bickering, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Yan Ling ran out, and from a distance, he saw a group of people pretending to be standing on a flying magic weapon. They were all in long skirts and long hair, with a fairy air, exactly the same as the few immortal cultivators before.

Could it be that someone from the Wuxia Sect came?
How did you find this place so quickly?
As soon as they opened their mouths, Yan Ling said that the immortal cultivators defeated by her were monsters, and it would be self-defeating. Of course, the premise was that the tribal orcs believed that these people were the so-called gods.

Yan Ling also has a way to deal with this group of people, which is to classify them together as a demon gang.

Such a group of people riding the flying magic weapon, standing in mid-air with golden light, is indeed visually shocking, and the orcs around have already knelt down.

The first middle-aged cultivator with a beard and hair said calmly, "Have you seen a few people who are dressed similarly to us?"

He spoke the language of the tribe.

As soon as this question was asked, there was a lot of discussion below. A few orcs who went hunting with Yan Ling a while ago thought of what Yan Ling did that time, and also remembered the hundreds of immortal cultivators and the gods in front of them. It's the same dress.

Because he couldn't help feeling suspicious of Yan Ling.

The whole place was silent. Although some people had doubts in their hearts, they did not speak out.

"If you don't answer, the whole tribe will suffer together!" The middle-aged cultivator said threatening words.

Although everyone didn't answer, Yan Ling didn't want to drag them down. These sects of cultivating immortals are not good people. Although they usually pretend to be kind and righteous under the guise of gods, Yan Ling has long since I figured it out.

Yan Ling flew up and stood at the same height as them.

The middle-aged cultivator asked in surprise: "Who are you? You can stand in the air!"

Yan Ling pretended to be an expert outside the world, and said flatly: "You are just invaders from another world, you dare to be so rampant, the gods let me punish you."

"There must be something wrong with what you said!"

The middle-aged cultivator pinched a formula in his hand and attacked Yan Ling. His attack was a magic attack, which was somewhat incompatible with the spirit of life in Yan Ling's body.

The scimitar transformed from the spiritual power of the fire element slashed at Yan Ling violently.

Yan Ling didn't even plan to hide, and directly attacked.

The more pure and cold spiritual power resisted the blazing scimitar, and then wasted away.

The middle-aged cultivator was surprised: "You...how could it be? Are you the exercises taught by other sects?"

According to the rules, only the patriarch in each tribe can learn the most simple and common immortal cultivation skills. Of course, that kind of immortal cultivation skills, apart from accumulating a little spiritual power, does not have much attack power at all, let alone be able to defeat His fiery scimitar.

And now this ugly female orc was able to suppress his blazing scimitar so easily.

The middle-aged cultivator attacked again in disbelief, using various spells and martial arts in turn, but they were all suppressed.

How can it be?

Even if other sects of cultivating immortals violated the rules and gave this female orc other skills, it is impossible to reach this point, not to mention which sect of cultivating immortals is willing to give this kind of skills, if there is such a powerful skill, it will It must be regarded as the treasure of the town faction.

Yan Ling: "Stupid? You've finished your move, then it's my turn."

Yan Ling's fingertips gathered spiritual power, and did not perform any complicated formulas, and the ice flowers of internal power slowly fell down.

The speed of their falling seems to be very slow, slowly, as long as you take a light step, you can avoid it.

But for some reason, these immortal cultivators felt as if their bodies were paralyzed. They were clearly conscious, but their bodies were out of control and they couldn't move at all.

The ice flowers are falling slowly, which is very beautiful, but it makes them feel fearful and fearful.

Cherry blossoms fell on their heads, fell on their shoulders...

Then start to freeze from that part, and the frost slowly covers them, and a small ice flower contains great energy.

And the orcs below didn't feel any danger, they also touched the ice flower, except for a slight cold feeling, there was nothing else.

(End of this chapter)